-Web Facts- Name: Spider-Man
Secret identity: Peter Benjamin Parker
Race: Human
Age: 18
Day Job: Freelance Photographer (Daily Bugle)
Character alignment: Chaotic Good
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Yay and Oh Gosh WhysCares: Crime Fighting, its what I do!
Wants: Well, I'd like a better apartment! I may be Spider-Man, but even I don't like the roach problem!
Needs: A better suit, this one kind of rides up in the back! Gives me a wedge....
Hate: I hate when I have somewhere to be and some clown decides to muck up my town. Talk about inconvinent!
Fear: Gwen...
Passion: With Great Power, Comes Great Responsibility! I'll honor Uncle Ben's name!
-The SuitThis is me when I'm out and about the Friendly Neighborhoods of New York!
And this...
... hopefully NEVER happens! *knocks wood*
That'd suck too! Although... I WOULD never have to hear his barking again....
Height: Uhhh... I'm JUST shorter than JJ which would put me around... 5'10 I think?
Weight: Well, with how majestically spy I am, I'd say around 170. Enough weight to have muscle AND still be a springy bug!
--The Stuff You Guys Wanna Know... I guess-Personality: I need to do this? Really? Have you BEEN paying attention to this whole appliaction? Jeez, what does a WebHead need to do to get something easy to do around here? Ugh, well basically, if you can't already tell, I'm kind of sarcastic, but overall, quite charming! Although, I think the Sinister Six would disagree. When I'm not in the suit I'm not like this though. I like to stay quiet. Or well, I AM quiet. I've never understood why. People just make me nervous, especially beautiful people like Mary Jane or Cat. I freeze up. But I always make sure to be kind and polite! Then I put on the suit and I don't even care! I guess I just dont feel the need to be a gentlemen to scumbags!
Background: Ugh, more of this?? I already have enough stuff to do with JJ hot on my back and my studies! To heck with it, I'll just copy and paste this from somewhere.
-Orphaned as a baby when his parents were killed overseas in a plane crash as U.S. government spies, only child Peter Parker was raised by his elderly Uncle Ben and Aunt May. Academically gifted, Peter displayed an uncanny affinity for science that was nothing short of genius. Socially, however, he was painfully shy and the target of much cruelty by his peers at Midtown High School. Attending a public science exhibit when Peter was 15-years old, he was bitten on the hand by a radioactive spider accidentally irradiated by a particle beam, empowering Peter with the arachnid's proportional strength and agility, and the ability to cling to almost any surface.
Most incredibly, he had gained a sixth sense that provided him with early warning of impending danger. Disguised, Peter tested his new-found abilities defeating professional wrestler Crusher Hogan in the ring, and earning some cash. Using his scientific prowess, he constructed a pair of artificial web-shooters that attached to his wrists. With an agent, a costume, and a new name, Spider-Man became an overnight sensation on television. Unconcerned with the rest of the world, he vowed to use his powers only to take care of himself and his aunt and uncle. After his first TV special ended, he allowed a burglar that he could have easily restrained to run past him and escape. A few days later, Peter returned home to find his beloved Uncle Ben had been shot and killed. When Spider-Man confronted the killer hiding in the old Acme Warehouse at the waterfront, he discovered to his horror that his uncle's murderer was the burglar he apathetically allowed to pass. Consumed with guilt, he became aware at last that with great power comes great responsibility, just as his beloved uncle had once said.
To help his Aunt May with finances, Peter took a freelance job at the Daily Bugle selling pictures of himself as Spider-Man to publisher J. Jonah Jameson. Despite Spider-Man rescuing his son, astronaut John Jameson, from a malfunctioning space capsule, Jonah used his newspaper to publicly condemn Spider-Man as a menace. Unlike heroes like the Fantastic Four or the Avengers, Spider-Man was mistrusted and feared by the public. At school, his popularity was no greater, as "Puny Parker" frequently clashed with bully Flash Thompson and his followers. Flash's girlfriend, Liz Allan, often complicated matters, harboring a crush on "Petey" and making Flash jealous.
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SuperPowers:Lets see... I can cling to most surfaces, I have superhuman strength (able to lift 10 tons optimally) and I am also roughly 15 times more agile than a regular human! Oh! And the combination of my acrobatic leaps and web-slinging enables me to travel rapidly from place to place! I'm also rather fond of my spider-sense which provides me with an early warning detection system linked with my superhuman kinesthetics, enabling me the ability to evade most any injury, provided I doesn't cognitively override my autonomic reflexes.
[b]Weakness: Small Knives! Hehe... In all seriousness, Im not really weak per say. I think it's just the fact that people like that Goldilocks Thor make me look bad! Ya know, I can backflip and Spider-Sense, but how the heck does that compareto throwing lightning and being invincible??
Gear: Oh jeez, this is going to be a long one. Well, even before I was Spider-man, I made my ultra cool Web Shooters(accompanied by web cartridges)! I am never short of my trust spidey tracers! I can also enact a camera/flashlight on my belt! I also do this thing where I web beneath my arms,
that way I get this squirrel suit effect when I'm falling! I think thats about it for my normal stuff...-Roleplay Sample-Roleplay Sample: But.. BUT.. BUT...
No.. just NO! NO!
Well... I guess I have to.
Well there was this one time where this guy was breaking into a car. It was about... uhm..
2 Am-ish I'd say? But anyways, this guy is the stereotypical get up going for him. He's got
the beenie, the scruffy face, baggy clothes. There I am off track again. ANYWHO, this thug
is using the undone coat hanger trick on this white ford pickup.
Then BAM~!
Outta no where I am on him like white on rice! I land on the top of the pickup. He gasped so loud
I thought he'd suffocated!
"S-S-S-SPIDER-MAN!?" he exclaimed like I was some celebrity. I just laughed at him to be honest.
"No No, I'm the Pilsburry Dough Boy!"
And I LEAPED down onto the parking lot right in front of him. The guy was so shocked he didn't even move! mean, really? I am sorta famous! They have T-shirts of me! T-SHIRTS! Yet, here this thug was, acting like I was some scary story monster come to life.
"-But this time, Im gonna get YOU in the belly!" Then I whacked him real hard, right in his solarplex!
He gasped and fell to his knees! Crying like a baby! Haha, it was great!
We done here? JJ has been paging me for the last eight minutes with something. He gets mad after the first five minutes...